By the time I went up the mountain, the battle of the Daxiong Hall had come to an end.

Taipingguan has now surpassed Biyun Temple to become the first major sect of Dayan, its disciples are all over the country, the momentum is huge, among them is also a master such as clouds, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, in the case of the fall of Biyun Temple, it is absolutely impossible to say that the number of masters is absolutely impossible to compare with Taipingguan.

The four disciples under the main seat of the Taiping Guanguan, plus one Murong Hang, a total of five disciples, all of them have extraordinary strength, comparable to Xu Yuanshan and other masters, they personally stepped forward to attack the disciples of Biyun Temple, and it didn't take long to have the absolute upper hand.

After a while, there was a bang, and more than a dozen monks of Biyun Temple flew upside down together and fell into the magnificent hall of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The main hall is still majestic, the Buddha statue is solemn, and the cigarette smoke is filled, which sets off a solemn but far away from the worldly atmosphere.

At this time, however, this solemn place was destroyed by blood.

The abbot was still meditating with his eyes closed, as if the life or death of the disciples in the temple had nothing to do with him.

The disciples of the Ming generation loudly called on all the disciples in the temple to gather and protect the abbot.

One by one, the disciples of Biyun Temple gathered in front of the Buddha statue and the abbot to protect the abbot.

Most of them were already wounded, their clothes were stained red with their own blood, and they were back to back, gathered together, looking at the entrance of the main hall.

Holding the sword in his hand, the master of the Taiping Temple walked into the main hall with his head held high, walked into the main hall with a high momentum, glanced at the environment in the main hall, and couldn't stop sneering, and said: "It turns out that the abbot master is really in the main hall, and he is still meditating, is he expressing disdain for contemptible, or has he seen through life and death, and does not care about the life and death of his disciples?" ”

The abbot still closed his eyes, still like a stone sculpture, standing still.

Such a performance fell in the eyes of the Taiping Guan Lord, and undoubtedly turned into contempt and disdain for him.

He has been praised for his extraordinary talent since he apprenticed to the Taiping Temple, until he became the master of the Taiping Temple, and he was powerful in the world, where has he been despised in his life?

Even the second prince of the current royal family worships under his door and calls Master over and over again.

So he couldn't help but be angry on the spot, and shouted: "Abbot, if you don't speak again, your disciples and grandchildren will all be killed!" ”

Seeing that the Taiping Temple is so strong, all the monks of Biyun Temple can't help but feel a little sad, and in addition to the sadness, they have a determination to fight to the end with the Taiping Temple.

Ming Ruo shouted loudly: "Although Biyun Temple is weak, it is by no means bullied by others if they want to. All the people of Biyun Temple listen well, let's swear to protect the temple to the death! ”

"Swear to protect the temple!"

All the monks shouted in unison, and at the moment when the situation was already precarious, there was a heroic momentum in the desolation.

Although most of the monks of Biyun Temple were injured, although they looked weak under the pressure of the army of Taipingguan, they also showed their iron bones at this time.

When the Lord of the Taiping Temple saw the appearance of the monks of Biyun Temple, he felt funny, a group of people who were dying were dying, he glanced at the abbot, his eyes became gradually fierce, and he shouted loudly: "Since the abbot still doesn't want to speak, then don't blame me for killing!" All disciples listen well, there is no mercy for killing! ”

The last three words almost burst out from between the teeth, and each word was sonorous and powerful, showing the determination of the Lord of the Taiping Temple.

This order received a loud response from 2,000 Taiping Guan disciples, and the momentum was huge.

An invisible murderous aura permeated the originally pure place of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Countless swords lit up, and although the light of the candles in the main hall was not very bright, it also reflected a thick murderous aura.

The monks of Biyun Temple saw the people of Taipingguan show their swords, and knew that a battle to the death was coming, so they clenched the sticks in their hands one by one, leaned on them tighter, and planned to fight to the death against Taipingguan.

The five disciples under the main seat of the Taiping Guanguan stepped forward with their swords in unison, ready to kill.

Murong Hang sneered: "Mo Xiaokun, that bastard, has repeatedly done bad things to me, and even plotted against me, causing me to be injured, today I will use your blood to wash away the shame of the day......"

"Whoosh!"

Just as Murong Hang was halfway through his words, a meteor suddenly flew over the main hall, shooting towards Murong Hang at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

The thing that flew by, of course, was not a meteor, but my throwing knife.

I finally arrived at the most critical moment.

When I arrived at the mountain gate of Biyun Temple, I saw that the stele had been completely damaged, and the people who knew that the Taiping Temple had entered the temple, and immediately entered Biyun Temple, and rushed to the Daxiong Treasure Hall by copying the path.

And because the disciples of the Taiping Temple gathered outside the gate, they could not enter through the main gate, so they immediately went around to the side gate, and through the back door, they entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall unconsciously and arrived behind the Buddha statue.

At this time, seeing that Murong Hang was too arrogant, and the monks of Biyun Temple were in danger, they couldn't care about it anymore.

"Second prince be careful!"

As soon as my flying knife shot out, a master in the Taiping Temple noticed it and shouted a warning on the spot.

The second prince had also noticed my flying knife, and in a hurry, he jumped backwards and slashed at my flying knife with a sword.

"Dang!"

Where the sword collided with the throwing knife, sparks flickered, and the flying knife flew out and shot into a pillar in the main hall.

Although the second prince knocked my flying knife away, he was still a little afraid in his heart, the sword just now was a little slower, and he was afraid that he would be splashed with blood on the spot.

He was furious again, he could release such an accurate, such a domineering flying knife, there was only one person he knew, and that was Mo Xiaokun, and shouted on the spot: "Mo Xiaokun, get out of here!" ”

As soon as the word "Mo Xiaokun" was spit out, the scene set off an uproar.

"Mo Xiaokun is here?"

"Isn't he supposed to be in the capital? How did you come here? ”

"Did someone leak the secret?"

"Not necessarily, the person who can use a flying knife is not necessarily Mo Xiaokun!"

For a while, the scene was like an explosion.

To this day, my name is almost unknown to the people of the Taiping Temple, and the two elders in the Taiping Temple died under my hands, and the masters such as Aoki and Li Muhong do not know how many, so for the people of the Taiping Temple, if there is one person who can make them jealous, it is me Mo Xiaokun.

The people of the Taiping Temple at the scene were panicked, not because my personal strength really surpassed that of the Taiping Guan Master, but because they were afraid of my methods, my mind, and my Nanmen brothers under me.

My arrival means that the army of the South Gate has most likely been killed.

They didn't expect that this time I would not only lead the people from the South Gate to kill, but also the guards of the Great Prince's Mansion, as well as the five hundred elites of the Shenwei Battalion.

Hearing Murong Hang call out my name, the monks of Biyun Temple were overjoyed like people on the verge of death seeing a great savior, and even worse, some of them cried with joy directly!

"Is Uncle Shi here?"

"Uncle Shi is finally here!"

"Uncle Shi has arrived, we are saved!"

My arrival elicited two very different reactions from the scene.

The Taiping Guan Lord's eyes were cold, he looked at the place where I was hiding, and said lightly: "Mo Xiaokun, since you are here, don't you show up yet?" ”

I know that the Lord of the Taiping Meditation is a master among the masters, and my action just now is enough for him to perceive my hiding place.

At the same time, I don't plan to continue to hide, after all, the Taiping Temple may go on a killing spree at any time, how can I watch the people of Biyun Temple die in front of me one by one.

At that moment, he strode out from behind the Buddha statue.

When I heard my name just now, there was already an uproar at the scene, and by the time I walked out and appeared in front of everyone, it caused a sensation again.

"Sure enough, it's Mo Xiaokun!"

"Mo Xiaokun is really here!"

Murong Hang's gaze became extremely cruel as he looked at me, but he was thinking in his heart, how could I come? Could it be that someone leaked the secrets.

After the anger, he had begun to come to his senses.

"Uncle Shi......"

The disciples of Biyun Temple were overjoyed when they saw me, and greeted me one after another, if it weren't for the tense situation at the scene, I was afraid that most of the people would have rushed over, surrounded me in the center, and asked questions.

In front of everyone's eyes, I walked to the camp of the monks of Biyun Temple, looked at the Taiping Guan Lord, and asked, "Sneak attack plot, I'm afraid I will lose the identity of the Guan Lord, right?" ”